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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

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The three naturally retreated a few meters back with quick reflexes. However, they didn't react fast enough to escape the reach of the vines. Silk felt one grab her leg, then dragged her towards the hard ground. "She yelped in surprise but quickly regained her composure. She had just thought up a method to get herself out of this bind. However, London cut the vine wrapped around her leg with a wind blade. 

Silk sighed in relief and quickly made her way back into the sky where she had previously retreated to. At least that was her intention, but it was too late. More vines caught up with Silk, who was the closest to the ground. 

London, who had slowed down to save Silk, realized that fast-moving vines shooting from the treetops also surrounded her. She increased her speed to escape the encirclement by shooting higher into the sky. It was then she realized the entire dome was covered by vines slithering on the ceiling like snakes.